Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

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"Daming has hundreds of thousands of villages like this?"

The chief finds it incredible. In his opinion, this world should be composed of more than a dozen islands similar to here.

"Ahem! Yes."

Chen Mo doesn't know if there is any, but I'll talk about it habitually.

The chief thought about the three big small boats, and felt that it should not be bad.

Turning his eyes to the five kitchen knives that were randomly placed on the ground, the chief stood up and said: "Dear guests, come far, have a good meal tonight."

Hearing this, Huang Jinlu smiled and said, "We have wine on board, so let me move a few jars later. Let's have fun!"

At this time, the interpreter said: "They said there are islands a little further north."

Lin Zheng said, "There is no need to worry about this. Since they have all been there, they must be almost the same. Let's just repair and record the charts, and we will be able to come at that time."

Huang Jinlu nodded and said: "We have recently discovered here that we must hand over these natives so that Daming's fleet can supply supplies here in the future."

Liu Ming agreed: "We only need to pay a few small things to gain a foothold, which is equivalent to tens of thousands of friends here, good thing!"

Lin Zheng got up and said, "Under Lin Zheng, the official of the 100 households of the Daming Marine Division, please rest assured, the elders. The great Ming and the wealth of this place will not covet this place. Let's be friends, and the fleet will continue to flow in the future. To bring what you need."

The chief smiled boldly, got up and walked to Lin Zheng's body, and suddenly a bear hugged him and slapped him **** the back.

The translator said lightly: "They have regarded us as friends."

Huang Jinlu was overjoyed and shouted: "Chen Mo, take people back to the boat, bring some wine and dried meat."

Chen Mo readily agreed, and Huang Jinlu whispered to Liu Ming: "Look at him closely, if something happens, I will castrate him!"

Liu Ming nodded, Chen Mo was just as good as that bite, and he was proud of it in Yingzhou. After a long time, he couldn't bear it.

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There is no bonfire, there are just pits, many pits.

When the pothole was opened again, Chen Mo blinked his eyes and asked, "Can you eat that stuff?"

Jinlu has one of those things in his hands. There is a bonfire in front of him with a pot hanging from the fire.

"Eat too much grilled food, be careful not to poop!"

The huge coconut crab was thrown into the pot, and it was over after a few flops.

The food in the pit was taken out, two kinds-fish and coconut crab.

Chen Mo was assigned one. He learned the eating methods of those natives, and smashed the shell with a rock. The smell suddenly made him forget that when he was alive, it looked like a monster.

"good to eat!"

After taking a bite, Chen Mo took a look, everyone was devouring, completely forgetting Huang Jinlu and Lin Zheng's explanation.

——Be reserved! There must be the appearance of the heaven and the upper kingdom!

But after being on the boat for so long, everyone has long been fed up with the stale food. At this time, if the fast is broken, Madan! The Kingdom of Heaven also has to be full before talking.

Huang Jinlu also started to eat. The boiled crab didn't taste very good. He ate it while looking at the chief inadvertently.

After the chief took a sip of wine, he immediately drank the remaining jars of wine.

There are classes everywhere!

Remembering that the tallest thatched hut was the chief, Liu Ming couldn't help thinking, but he immediately dismissed it.

Seeing the different color in his eyes, Huang Jinlu whispered: "It's impossible for Daming to emigrate right now. Why should I leave an empty island?"

Liu Ming nodded. Just now, his mind was spinning the means to differentiate these natives and arouse internal fighting.

After all, Da Ming was not a butcher, and he could not do the things of the pioneers of sailing more than a hundred years later.

After eating, most of the Mingren returned to the boat to rest, including Chen Mo, and he complained about it.

"The New Year is almost coming, let's repair the ship, we will see the situation and set off after the New Year."

Lin Zheng was a little worried, because the natives on the island were too tight. The chief has just said tactfully that the food here is not enough to feed the people on the island, suggesting that Lin Zheng, you must either look for food or leave.

Walking out of the thatched hut, Huang Jinlu said: "There are fruits on the island, the flesh inside is thick, you can eat, and there is fishing, so you can persist."

"Eating fish every day... forget it, go fishing."

So the boat was put down, and the boatmen skillfully controlled it to find the fish.

Some of those natives stood on the mountain, and some ran to the beach, watching the boatmen lay their nets in the shallow sea.

If you don’t know what catch is, you will know when the fishing net is pulled up.

"A lot of fish!"

"It's a cool fish! It's so big!"

"Don't rush to pull it up, too much, it will break the net!"

The boatmen cheered for a while, everyone knows that the food is coming.

There are many trees on the island, which can be used to smoke fish, or simply marinate them directly, and there will be a lot of meat on the boat.

Since there is no shortage of food, the focus is on repairing ships and preparing for the New Year.

As the only surviving scholar on the boat, Liu Ming was asked to write some peach symbols and stick them on the boat.

During the New Year, there is nothing to be missing. It is like offering sacrifices to ancestors. Even if you pick up the earth as a furnace, you can light a few branches as joss sticks.

The history of Han migration is long, and blood is the main theme, but no matter what, no one will give up their ancestors.

Tablets, sacrifices, words, language...

These are all Han genes deep into the bone marrow!

Even if it is thousands of miles away, even if it is multi-generational, as long as you remember your ancestor and the ancestor tablet on the incense, then he is a Han!

After Liu Ming finished writing the Tao Fu, he saw Chen Mo’s melancholy expression, and said: "Guanshan is difficult to cross, and Bibo is hard to find. Since it has already come out, don’t think too much, find what your uncle wants as soon as possible, and then return home. It can also comfort the ancestors and make the family happy."

"I miss my son."

There is no winter here. On the beach, a woman squatted with a child turbulently, pointing to something in the water and teaching.

It is rare for Chen Mo not to stare at the waves of Guolu, but to watch the child innocently asking, and reach out into the sea to search for it.

There was nothing in the shallow water, the child was disappointed, turned around and hugged the woman's neck and shouted loudly.

A gentle smile appeared on the woman's face, softly soothing.

"I miss a child."

Chen Mo lay on the side of the ship and watched until the woman picked up the child and pointed here.

Big ship, big ship.

Simple happiness is easy...

"Master Chen, do you want to go ashore?"

Chen Mo rubbed his eyes, turned around and saw Liao Asan, and asked, "The island is boring to death, what's the point of going ashore?"

Liao Asan lifted a small piece of cloth in his hand and said trivially: "Here...there is no clothes. The small ones feel pitiful. Men don't care, but those women...hey! The shell hurts the skin! "

Chen Mo's eyes lit up, and he forgot all his homesickness and his son in an instant.

Liao Asan winked and said: "After I have experienced all the people on the boat, I feel that it is only the adults and the young ones, and compassionate! I would like to invite you to comfort those poor people~www.wuxiaspot. com~Chen Mo straightened his chest and said in a low voice: "Be quiet, and also, be careful not to be found by those men, otherwise we will be buried in the pit and become food for these natives. "

Liao Asan stretched out his thumbs and praised: "The adults have rich experience, but the younger ones admire him."

Chen Mo was very proud and shouted at Huang Jinlu: "Old Huang, the boat is boring, I will go ashore and go around."

Huang Jinlu frowned and said: "Be optimistic about your own two-handedness, don't cause trouble, or I will cut off your curse!"

Chen Mo said trivially: "Old Huang, mine are three or two."

"roll!"

Huang Jinlu watched Chen Mo and Liao Asan disappear on the island, and was about to call someone to follow. Someone pointed to the north and shouted, "Our ship is back!"

Huang Jinlu turned around and saw a sail appeared on the sea level. Slowly, a ship emerged.

This is the cargo ship sent to explore the north a few days ago.

A few natives were also equipped on the ship, which seemed to have been found.

Lin was supervising the overhaul below, and got out when he heard the shout.

The cargo ship approached slowly and anchored. Someone on the deck shouted: "My lord, I found it. It's a big island. The natives are very enthusiastic. We used a few kitchen knives for a lot of food..."

"good!"

Lin Zheng said contentedly: "The two big islands are enough to become naval footholds. After returning, the officer must suggest sending someone to garrison."

Liu Ming took out a simple map, pointed to the line that represented the landing place, and said: "This road is too far away. If Daming wants to maintain this route, he must build warehouses on these islands along the road, and Send soldiers to guard."

"On the sea, only Daming ships can sail. This sea is Daming's!"

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